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May 26, 2008
It's rapidly nearing the end of an extremely busy day, and this is the first chance I've had to tackle my 100 words.

At one point I thought of writing about the ocean, since I spent part of today's lunch break on a bench near the harbour watching sailboats and float planes. Then I thought I might write of expectations, fear of failure, and worry about one's ability to live up to others' hopes.

Either might have been good. Unfortunately, evening finds me with a very tired brain and no inspiration, so today's piece will have to be a cheat.